Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife
Chapter 647

Chapter 647: Chapter 647

Half an hour later.

Seeing his cherished niece at the hospital once again, Bard felt a pang of guilt.

"Kid, you should be out having fun or resting at home. Don’t hang around here."

"I came to Dawnstar specifically for Grandpa’s condition. Uncle Bard, you’ve taken care of Grandpa all night. I’m a member of this family. It’s only natural that I should help out."

Bard looked at her with admiration. She was just a young girl but had such a sense of responsibility and courage. She was truly impressive.

He was very satisfied.

"But don’t stay too long. There are bodyguards here to look after things. Do whatever you want and pursue whatever interests you—"

"Thank you, Uncle Bard."

"I’ll go freshen up."

"Okay."

Rosemary watched her uncle leave. There were four bodyguards left in the room—two on the terrace and the others stationed at the door and in the hallway.

After the incident last night, and with the presence of Bard’s niece today, the bodyguards were all a bit tense, barely daring to breathe.

"You don’t have to be formal. Just act like I’m not here."

Rosemary first checked on her grandfather’s condition. Seeing no anomalies, she took out her phone and started dealing with work.

Seeing that she was easy to get along with, the bodyguards finally relaxed.

At noon, someone brought food. Rosemary, like everyone else, ate a packed lunch.

The bodyguards had never seen such a down-to-earth heiress. They were all quite impressed with Rosemary.

In the evening, one of her subordinates called her.

"Boss, you asked me to investigate those people. It seems like they all have some connection with your family.

You don’t think that the incident at the restaurant is related to them, do you?"

"No." Rosemary went out to the terrace, gesturing for the two bodyguards to go inside, and then began to speak calmly. "I just want to know if my grandparents had any unpleasant dealings with these people, or if they hold a grudge. The list you have includes my grandparents’ siblings and friends.

"But the first two people I checked seem to have a good relationship with your grandfather. It doesn’t make sense that they would harm him."

"Not everything is as it seems. Haven’t you learned that yet?"

"Yes, boss, I’ll continue investigating it."

After hanging up, the subordinate continued the investigation.

The list had been given to Rosemary by a servant at breakfast, saying that only these people knew about her grandparents’ trip.

After ending the call, Rosemary stood on the terrace, gazing at the beautiful garden outside.

A while later, Jones called her.

"Boss, about the snack stall near the desert that you asked me to investigate, we haven’t found the female owner yet, but her husband has been located. He’s currently in Wach Town, not far from you—about a half-hour drive."

"Do you know the detailed address?" Rosemary asked calmly.

"Sure, I’ll send it to your cellphone, but boss," Jones couldn’t help but warn, "That town is pretty rough—quite the mix of folks. There’s a flea market there where you can find all sorts of rare stuff, so it attracts all kinds.

"Robberies aren’t uncommon. You could get robbed in the morning and again in the evening. It’s not exactly a rare occurrence."

Rosemary raised her perfectly sculpted eyebrow at this. A place that chaotic, really?

"Boss, if you’re going to drive, don’t leave your purse in the passenger seat. It’s an easy target for a smash and grab. If you’re on foot, dress as plain as you can. Avoid anything with a designer logo. It’s just asking for trouble."

Rosemary seemed intrigued by this, a wry smile playing on her lips. "Is it really that bad?"

"No joke, boss. And don’t carry anything in your hands, especially not your phone. You’d be an easy target."

Rosemary just chuckled lightly. "That bad, huh?"

"Boss, remember a few years back when I told you about a situation I had? You sent me to Dawnstar’s border for a job, and as I was driving through that town, a group of ragtag folks stopped my car. They surrounded the vehicle, asking for money. I didn’t have any change on me, and they threatened to damage the car—even break the mirrors. It really got under my skin! If it wasn’t for the fact that the job required me to keep a low profile, I would’ve given them a piece of my mind!"

"And then?" Rosemary asked with a smirk.

"Well, I showed them my piece and they backed off. But not before they broke my side mirror and scratched up my car. It really ticked me off!"

Rosemary seemed to vaguely remember Jones complaining about such an incident a few years ago.

"Anyway, they’re just a bunch of thugs. Reporting them to the police doesn’t do much good. The law enforcement there is lax at best, so they’re pretty fearless."

Jones paused, taking a deep breath. "Boss, even if you don’t flaunt your wealth, I’m still worried. Just by your looks, you’re bound to attract attention. I fear there will be a lot of people following you. If they just take your money it’s one thing, but if a group of brutes were to hold you down, frisk you... considering how beautiful you are."

"Do you think they’ll hold me down?" Rosemary laughed. "Don’t worry, I’ll keep a low profile."

"Why not ask Jack and the others to come along?"

Jack was also in Dawnstar, helping Rosemary interrogate a few men in black—still no results.

"If I can’t handle a small thing like this without calling him, then what’s the point in being the boss? Don’t worry, I can handle it. Goodbye."

Rosemary put away her phone and walked into the hospital room, saying to the bodyguards there, "I’m stepping out for a bit. Take care of my Grandpa."

"Rest assured, Ms. Rose. We’ll protect Mr. Darren with our lives if we have to."

Rosemary nodded, gave her grandpa a glance, and seeing his peaceful face, she finally left.

Meanwhile.

Gordon approached Bard. "Sir, our men have checked. Bowen, Arthur, and the other four maids—none of them have a wolf tattoo below their collarbone."

Bard’s eyes deepened. So they were not from that group.

"I told you to get some rest. Why are you back here?"

"Sir, I’ve rested from the morning till the afternoon. Five hours of sleep is enough. Thank you for your concern."

Bard was surprised at his dedication. His impression of the young man increased. "What else did you find out?"

"In the afternoon, I used some persuasive means. At first, they wouldn’t say anything, but when I threatened their families, one of the maids broke. She said they had all been taken care of by Mr. Elliot before, so they were willing to work for him."

"Did you manage to find out where Elliot is hiding?" Bard asked calmly.